Coney Island

When I first moved to New York—six years ago—my dad came to visit from Pittsburgh and really wanted to go see Coney Island, the famed amusement park. Back then it had a kind of grimy, dilapidated vibe to it, but that was part of the whole fun experience. Anyway, they’ve since given it a bath and now Astroland’s closing down (supposedly, some Vegas-style entertainment complex is going up). For anyone who’s going to miss the old kitsch, there’s always Bond No. 9 New York’s new Coney Island fragrance. No, it won’t make you feel gritty—it’s this zingy citrusy scent that makes you think of sipping a frozen drink on the boardwalk.